Got home from work yesterday with H gone, as expected. He has not been in contact and I haven't contacted him either. Kept busy. Cleaned a bit, went to the gym and had a good workout. Talked with my sister and a trusted friend who helped a lot. I was surprised I slept pretty well last night.
As I reflect on my 27 years of marriage, I'm discovering a lot of things about H and myself, and am trying not to blame myself for H's inability to provide me emotional support on any real, deep level. When someone doesn't love themselves, how can they truly love another? Anyway, that's my struggle of the day. I will continue to try to focus on myself, and of course there are my kiddo's whom I have a wonderful connection with.
